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fallingdownhell · 1 year

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My first smut ask.

Gorou, Itto and Tighnari through a rut and you aren't there.

You got me.. I am SO down bad for this... and I won't elaborate on that more than I already have.

Characters Included: Gorou; Tighnari; Itto

Content: gender neutral reader; posessiveness; talk about animalistic features; talk of breeding; talk of overstimulation; semi-public; not proof read yet!

Word count: 1,6k words

Please tell me if I forgot to mention anything Content-wise!!

Minors do NOT interact!

Gorou

Whiny as FUCK

Like, Gorou is already a pretty clingy lover, but even more so when his rut is just around the corner

he is attached to you by the hip, never leaving you out of his sight, unless he absolutely HAS to. And even then, he makes it a point to return to your side as soon as the issue is taken care of

you know his rut is coming around when he starts acting like this, like you would disappear if he didn't keep a watchful eye on you

during this "Pre-rut" he growls at any other man that dares come close to you

he pulls you more into him, arms protectively around you as he growls and throws death glares at the other person

during his rut, he's not able to leave you alone for more than a minute. He is whiny as fuck, always demanding your attention to be on him. He always has to touch you

Normally, the sex with Gorou is pretty tame, he himself being a switch outside of his rut, but leaning more to the submissive side

during rut however, you can never find a way to overpower him. He pushes you down against the mattress, pushing his cock into you. He can't waist another second without feeling you spasming around him

He knows he should prepare you more for it, but he just can't be bothered

Now, you left Watatsumi Island two weeks ago for a mission. It was only supposed to last a few days, but some unforseen complications arose and you had to extend your leave, and an end was not in sight yet

a few day ago, Gorou has entered his rut and he is desperate

He is rutting his cock against your pillow, his head burried in your favourite blanket to get a smell of you

He whines and moans so loudly, not caring that the people outside his tent can hear him

He calls your name over and over again

He's lost count on how many times he came already, but it's never enough. Rutting against your pillow just didn't hold up to the feeling of your hole clenching around him, knotting you so that not a drop of his cum would be wasted

he reaches down to stroke his dick at the thought of this, wailing as he came yet another time, but his cock didn't grow soft. So, he put his cock on the mattress, placing the pillow above it and started thrusting like this, imagining that it was you laying underneath him

he hated how he was so desperate for you, how he kept calling your name and begging for you to finally come back to him so he can breed you. Yet his prayers were left unanswered and he was forced to continue this madness..

Archons, he swore he would make your legs shake and quiver from overstimulation once you came back to him...

Tighnari

He's a bit more composed and level-headed than Gorou is

After all, Tighnari is mated to you, so there was no reason for him to follow you around everywhere and fend of other people. He knows you're just as committed to him as he is to you

And yet, when the time for his rut comes around, all those thoughts and reason are thrown out the window

When this time comes around, he grows restless, more snappy than ususal and far more sarcastic. He also has a pretty hard time concentrating on stuff, since he's very easily overstimulated right now

he keeps smelling you everywhere, he is hyperaware of his surroundings and his ears pick up on every little sound

You know his rut is right around the corner when he starts nesting

Since you're no hybrid like him, you don't have these kinds of instincts. He does, although they aren't ususally this strong. But he thinks he has to make up for this, so he takes over the nesting part, filling up the bed equally with shirts and pillows both used by him and you.

because as much as he wants to be surrounded by your scent while he fucks you, he wants you to have the same experience with his scent

normally, Tighnari is a dominant lover in bed, yet he's still gentle with you, worshipping you and giving you the pleasure you deserve before he thinks about his own desires

however, when in rut, he has no controll over his urges. He just takes you every way he desires

100% bites you, everywhere he gets the chance to, but prefers to bite down on your neck, especially when he comes deep inside of you

during his rut, he has moments of clarity, where he takes care of you, feeding you and making you drink water, before his instincts take hold of him again and he begins ravishing you again

this rut however, you're not here. A family emergency came up and you had to travel back to Mondstadt to help out your parents. And while you stayed in contact with Tighnari via letters, it wasn't enough for him to get him through his rut

he required your physical presence to feel better, it was driving him and his brain crazy that you were not here, in his arms, where you belong

on top of that, this rut seemed to be especially bad, his instincts going more haywire than they normally do

yet, he can do nothing else than to grind his cock into his hands, the tight grip he has on himself trying to mimic the feeling of your hole when he's inside you

his knot swells at the thought, but only when he's about to come does he loosen his grip on his dick so that his knot is now also surrounded by his hands

he imagines how you would moan and scratch his back like you usually do when he knots you, pumping you full of his cum

that image is what drives him over the edge finally, but the feeling of satisfaction doesn't settle, like all the times before

he whines, feeling desperate, starting to beg the empty space of his hut that please, please, please, make you appear in front of him magically so he can fuck you

but for now.. he just has to figure out a way to survive this horror of a rut without you...

Itto

Itto, just like Gorou, is attached to you by the hip

he is never seen without you around, and you can never be seen without him following you around like a lost puppy

It's cute most of the time, but it can also get annoying, especially in times where you just need a break but he keeps following you around, trying to hide around corners or behind bushes, failing to notice that he is still perfectly visible to everyone around, especially you

Pre-rut Itto would also be more whiny, but he also grows very sensitive to what you say

you mention something you like? He's already on his way to get it!

You say something about him that he has taken in a negative way? He gets big puppy eyes and asks you if you're sick of him and if you don't love him anymore

It can get annoying, but it's also really adorable since he's just so desperate to make you happy, no matter what way

at some point, you started to wonder if that behaviour before his rut starts may be some kind of compensation for how he acts DURING them

because, without exaggeration, Itto becomes so selfish during that time

he doesn't waste too much time preparing you, even though his cock is huge and it always hurt when he puts it in, no matter how long he prepares you beforehand

his thrusts are also relentless, the only goal in his mind being his release. He does hit your good points, but that more or less happens on accident thanks to his size once again

He is so vocal, too. Screams and moans without care on who might hear the two of you, he really can't be bothered

He tries to stimulate you as well, but he just feels so good, thrusting his thick cock inside of you, that he forgets to move his hand. You have to grind your hips against him to get the stimulation you need to also be pushed over the edge

He always apologizes for his behaviour profusely after his rut is over, but it happens again every time after that

however, as Itto has started his rut yesterday, you were no where to be seen with him

A friend of yours invited you out on a vacation. You both have misscalculated the time his rut would arrive, thinking you would make it back before then, you agreed to the trip

so, here he was now, having to deal with this alone for the first time since he has met you, and he wasn't happy about it

Itto pumped his cock in frustration, moaning your name loudly, his eyes closed as he imagined you, above him, riding his cock like you needed it to survive

the mental image was amazing, but it just doesn't come close to having you actually on him

another grunt came out as he thrusted his hips upwards, pickung up the pace of his hand

he focused on his memories, recalling how it felt to be inside you, how your hole always struggles to take him fully, yet you always clamp down on him so nicely

He comes for the nth time in his hand, pumping himself through his climax and for the hundreth time now he moans your name and wishes you would be here with him...

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ghoulphile · 14 days

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I just read one where somebody was talking about how the ghoul would be able to smell if the reader was on her period and on another note…imagine if he could smell that she’s aroused by him. him telling her to cut that shit out and her being like what are u talking about????

“pheromones, sweetheart. ain’t a man in the wasteland who can’t smell ya right now, ghoul or otherwise” 🫢

ok ok ok but hold up!!! that is one of my fave tropes for ghouls besides the whole marking with cum to stop ferals 🥴 my personal hc is that ghouls have enhanced senses so better everything.

maybe you’ve gotta rub one out while you’re traveling together bc you just can’t help it anymore - you’ve been clenching your thighs and shifting and trying to ignore it but if you hope to get any sleep, you’re gonna have to take matters into your own hands.

you’re quiet as a mouse, perfunctory in how you play with your clit and fuck yourself with your fingers. you wanna be as quick and efficient as possible. after all, he’s on the other side of the blown out wall after all, murmuring to dogmeat and stoking the camp fire.

the most you’ll allow yourself are these little hitching breaths, praying the slick sound of you playing with yourself isn’t audible among the noise of wasteland nights. and when you finally cum with a bitten of choke of breath, stumbling on weak knees to plop across from him, he barely glances your way.

his face might tilt oddly but he doesn’t say anything so you think you get away with it. and because you think you’re sly, you start doing this pretty regularly. every time ends the same, you sitting across from him sweaty and buzzing with satisfaction, him quietly contemplating you before turning his attention away.

except… you push too far eventually.

you’d slunk your way back to the campsite after riding your fingers, slick still stuck in the creases of your knuckles (you wiped them clean, or rather as clean as you could in the middle of the wasteland, but tattered rags only do so much). the flames of a low banked fire dance in the abyss of his eyes with a firefly glow. his stare is more intense than ususal, and you fluster.

fuck. he knows. doesn’t he?

then he’s asking you to hand him something, and you do - only for him to strike rattlesnake quick. rough fingers drag over the delicate skin of your wrist, digging into your thudding pulse point.

“what-“ your wide eyes snap up to his, and you shake your hand. his grip is like steel. “let go!”

“see, funny thing is, i don’ think you really want me ta.”

“the hell is that supposed to mean?”

a sound rumbles from his chest, full of grit and gravel; bourbon heat. “don’ play coy with me lil girl. i’ve been smellin’ how wet you get for days.”

your heart stops, eyes squeezing shut and face turning away. his gaze lingers like a physical caress as it drags down your cheek, snagging on the tuck of your lip between your teeth.

he laughs, rusty and mean. “oh, sweetie, you think i ain’t noticed by now? didn’t hear all those precious lil sounds you made? that’s real cute.”

“i-i’m…”

sorry.

“how’s about you give me a practical demonstration, yeah?”

he tugs at your wrist, brings your hand close to his face. you feel the puff of his breath. the slick drag of his tongue as he laps at the webbing between your fingers, chasing after the remnants of your slick.

“think i’m owed that much for all the teasin’.”

#asks #cooper howard x you #cooper howard x reader #the ghoul x you #the ghoul x reader

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oh-koenig-my-koenig · 6 months

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(to the tune of Avril Lavigne's sk8terboi)

He was a human battering ram.

She was a recon sniper.

Can I make it any more obvious?

Headcannons - Fit for a King - König x fem!OC fanfic

Instead of making a y/n fic, I decided to create an original female character because I ususally write all of my stuff in POVs. Due to posting the chapters often right after I've written them some of the context and the characterization might not be explicit in every single piece, some of the information is only gonna get revealed down the road.

(TW: alcoholism, death, violence)

Karina Müller is almost 30 years old, she served in the Norwegian military from right after school until the death of her brother who was KIA on a mission together. She fell off the wagon after that, feeling responsible for his death and effectively being shunned by her family after that. Her pick of poison was alcohol and it got so bad that she more than once was drunk on the job which led to her getting kicked out.

The years after that she spent getting help, trying to get clean and going back to a civilian life, but the military was what she knew, so the civilian jobs didn't stick and she started to work as a mercenary, now a dry alcoholic. Which might be an issue for some contractors, but KorTac doesn't really bat an eye.

She's a compassionate person who loves to laugh, she's seen enough shit not to take any from her teammates and can stand her ground when faced with any challenge thrown her way. She's still working through some stuff, coming to terms with her past, but she has an optimistic spirit and a strong will.

Even though the Colonel seems scary at first, she learns pretty quickly that he is to be respected in training and on the battlefield, but on a personal level he's really not that bad. The 6'10'' killing machine, Austrian war criminal (insert "what murdeeer?!"-meme here) is quite an anxious person when it comes to basic human interaction.

Shouting orders at his team, stomping his enemies into the ground is more comfortable to him than just talking about mundane stuff with other people, he mostly keeps to himself (except for Horangi because that little shit would never leave him alone). And for the first time in a long time, Müller makes him wish that he could just go up to people and strike up a normal conversation like a normal person (don't we all).

König is 38 years old (we don't know his full name) and has the biggest metalhead dad vibes without actually having any children himself (his favourite band is Death, although he listens to a bunch of different ones, it's also their merch shirt Müller steals in "Are you wearing my t-shirt?").

When he started out in the military, he shaved his long metalhead hair off because that was the way to go back then, but he let it grow back when he was older and already Colonel. He has gauged ears and a plethora of tattoos all over his body because the soft pain of body modifications and working out until he almost passes out are his ways of dealing with his anxiety and stress. His body is a testament to that.

He has a huge scar on the right side of his face from when he got beaten to a pulp by his bullies at school, something he never let happen again after that (five on one was really unfair). His nose has been broken two times and sometimes his tattoos get destroyed by battle injuries, but he doesn't really care about that - or his looks in general. He's a soldier and not a model.

So the reason why he's always wearing the selfmade hood is not the scar. He prefers not to show his feelings to others, staying hidden underneath the mask for his own comfort, even if it makes him scarier also in situations where he doesn't want to be.

(CW: some nsfw headcannons ahead, talk about not wanting to have children) They're both switches, though König is leaning more on the Dom-side while Müller is a sub who likes to brat a little too much, just to see her man falter (for example when she calls him a good boy in random scene #1).

Müller is bisexual, something she discovered when serving in an all-women-taskforce of the Norwegian military (we don't really know about König's sexuality though). She decided a long time ago that she doesn't want to have children (she doesn't see herself leaving service again anytime soon and given her past, she doesn't see herself fit to become a mother), so she got her tubes tied. Which also comes in handy when a certain Colonel's favourite pasttime (well, actually second favourite) is leaving creampies inside her (no 'unexpected pregnancy' trope in this household).

König definitely eats pussy for his own pleasure, begging Müller to let him eat her out in "Sit" or losing a little friendly competition for a sexual favour in "But no funny business" (oh and he definitely steals her panties at any chance he gets). She's totally not opposed to servicing him as well, but the size of his dick makes this a whole endeavour (like seen in "Open wide, Prinzessin").

They match each other's energy pretty well, just going at it like rabbits at every chance they get, which sometimes proves to be difficult as they're sneaking around in secret.

Their arrangement is kind of a fuckbuddy/fwb-situation, they fuck hard and rough, without ever really kissing (the mask stays on), but after a while feelings start to get in the way... After all they do belong together <3

Read more at the Fit for a King - Masterlist or keep an eye out for the AO3 link - coming soon.

#könig #könig cod #könig mw2 #konig #konig cod #konig mw2 #könig x fmc #könig fanfiction #cod mw2 smut #könig smut #konig smut #cod smut #female oc

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shinjisdone · 1 year

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When you have an Secret Admirer - and it's not them (Pomefiore; 5)

A love letter was left at your door and now you are searching for that ‘secret admirer’ - everyone wants to help you out…but have their own reason for it.

'I've kept writing you about the things that you did that enchanted me...but without wanting to sound cliché, I also fell for your beauty...'

form of headcanons + scenario-ish

[note: reader is gender-neutral but mostly mentioned in 2. pov; a series of everyone you meet following you. headcanon will follow each char. own thoughts on the situation. mostly nervousness, slight jealousy & stubbornness]

Part 1: Heartslabyul

Part 2: Savanaclaw

Part 3: Octavinelle

Part 4: Scarabia

Part 6: Ignihyde

Part 7: Diasomnia

It's best if you stay in your room for a few days, you thought.

After faking feigning an injury after the...flower fruit fiasco to Crowley (and him letting out a speech of how gracious he is for allowing you to rest) you've let everyone know that you needed quiet. And. Silence. Even Grim left you alone.

It was calming in a way. Just you and your thoughts, as well as the four love letters lying on the desk. Until a little ring caught your attention and you opened up a message on your phone.

Letting the image sink in it was a photo of a frustrated Vil with his make-up smudged.

'guy is taking the piss hahah' - Epel wrote you.

'What's in front of him?'

You couldn't help it. The curiousity took the best of you, especially when the Vil Schönheit looked this laughably angry.

'someone won a magic mirror on an auction and its messin with everyone. says it shows everyones real beauty when looked at but it shows nothin when we stare at it. no reflec tion and its makin Vil angrier than squirrel with a nut that dont crack lololol'

The boy sent you another image and it was of Rook trying to calm Vil down, who attempted to get the mirror out of the dorm. It made you chortle.

'lol why care about some phony mirror when Pomefiore is filled with real ones'

'I can update u (Name) if you want. Funniest thing that happens in this dully stuck up place'

Epel's comment made you smile. Even when he can get a bit temperamental, which you can't blame him for since he has to live with Vil, the boy does try to cheer you up. He must have heard of everything by now and even if he didn't, Deuce probably told him of your mood. It was sweet of him.

'Sure, might be fun to watch'.

Perhaps you shouldn't have answered like that.

Epel Felmier

Epel is no idiot.

He's aware of how you must be feeling so he tries to be seldom with his calls and presence. If it weren't for all the things that had happened this month for him notice, then it was Deuce's unusual worried frown.

He was so...quiet. Almost looking depressed when he told Epel of the first letter. He tried with effort to explain what had happened but ended up unwittingly admitting his displeasure at the change. He seemed to miss you and you've become reversed yourself. It was a bit of a bummer.

Epel tried hard to play it cool. Although behind closed doors, he'd mumble profanities in the usual accent he'd hide. These rumors were true. Big, richy colleges are full of drama, just like his village said! Why do things gotta be so unnecessarily complicated??? It doesn't make any sense to him.

Epel wouldn't bat an eye at gestures of love and grand confessions (he feels still perplexed though) but all of this was for you. It was no happenstance like usual, no, you aren't just being involved due to coincidence - all of this is happening because of you and for you.

What are ya, a princess waitin' for a knight in yer tower??? It's just????

Less upset and more puzzled. But he wouldn't know how to deal with that either.

Nevertheless, he convinced you to leave your room for a while after school hours...just a small visit that shouldn't take too long...

Rook Hunt

Oh, la la~

This is quite exciting for him. Love letters and confessions are things ususally told in fairytales, so seeing all of this unfold in this very school is quite the entertainment and Rook wants to be seated at the number #1 spot to witness it.

It's less of a creepy reason and more one of fascination. This is a one-in-a-lifetime chance and he always loved romance! He wants to see what this secret admirer is capable of. What they are ready to do for love.

Although he feels...disadvantaged? Challenged? Is it rivalry? Jealousy or true fascination?

As a hunter himself, he should know best how to capture hearts yet he feels like a freshly-born scholar looking up to his teacher. And out of all hearts they are attempting to capture it is yours...

Love can hurt...but it isn't supposed to make you uncomfortable, no?

Ever since he heard the rumors - and especially after he found out they are true - he has kept an eye on you. Without your knowledge of course...

Is the hunter learning...or keeping his prey for himself?

Vil Schönheit

The fairest of them all is a bit distracted, you see.

Aside from this wretched mirror, the senior could barely believe that out of all people...you get love letters.

However, with Leona's sudden interest in anything really and Kalim's lack of cheerfulness, things have become odd - now having rumors be confirmed by Azul (he was a witness!), Vil must believe it.

Even Epel is more on his phone than ever...

Vil isn't...apalled by the idea of you getting attention. He is just the one who usually gets it! But none of his fans' determination compare to that of your admirer. It's strange.

...Thats what he deduces first. Then it becomes ridiculous at the realization of it! You??? Getting more attention than Vil???

Do not misunderstand, Vil is not excluding the possibility of you having a secret admirer but the amount they are doing for you even leaves him a bit stumped.

He isn't sure if he should congratulate you or give into his jealousy. Jealousy of you getting more attention or your attention being snatched away from him? He isn't quite certain of it either.

It's better to distract himself with some puny mirror than keep on pondering about it.

Discreetly making your way to Pomefiore, you swiftly passed by other students, ones who had long started to avoid you. It was believed that your presence alone even summons the secret admirer...so some would take shelter from their strange pranks by getting out of your way. Sure, there were some who showed sympathy, asking about your well-being or even joking when that admirer will finally capture your heart...or if they have already.

Admittedly, you did not feel like meeting either of these kinds of guys...thankfully Epel picked you up quickly, either using his shy mask or temperamental yells to get you out of any situation - and soon, you found yourself in front of that mirror. Just as Epel stopped snickering as he showed you more photos, his head would turn to you and back to that mirror...with a surprisingly soft stutter, he pointed to it.

"Er...it ain't a phony, after all..."

...Why were you able to see yourself?

'...The one who can see themselves here is the true beauty of this school.'

Epel Felmier

Uh, what???

Why are ya able to see yourself in every angle possible? How come the background changed to every possible scenery that suited you so perfectly? With you standing out so marvy too???

That can't be it...is that seriously one of those infamous 'pranks' of that secret admirer everyone's been prattlin' about?

...Your secret admirer?

That can't be it. The (Name) he knows couldn't...have something like that...but it's true.

As Epel watches your face bloom like a magnolia in May, he finally understood Deuce's troubles deeply. It's one thing to hear it from someone on the surface and something completely different when you feel it deep in your soul too.

The boy stood there, as his yelling on what kind of phony mirror that could be transformed into mumbles until he was completely silent. His face scrunched up into a frown.

You look real pretty. He now thinks how you've always been real fine and fair but your reflection seemed so picturesque right now...all because of the darn, stupid smile on your face that you couldn't just wipe away, no matter how hard ya tried.

Damnit...what is this feeling?! How's he gonna get rid of it?!?!

Even as he wonders how others are gonna be up on your case again, the sweet lil' apple grew sour as he also wondered how much that admirer person was making you all happy and gushy now...

Rook Hunt

And here in comes Rook.

Rather, he had been watching you enter so elegantly and now admire yourself in that fancy mirror! He knew something was up with it and spying on Epel's messages, it was only a matter of time before your lovely self would find out about it!

The young man long knew that this 'auction win' was something from the secret admirer - with how they always end up involving whole dorms in their quest to win your heart. Rook has quite the keen eye himself...

Oh, he needs to be there and witness it himself! How exciting! What kind of creative confession will pop up this time?! How will you react?! It's all just trés bien!

Less worried about the consequences that may follow his dorm and more intruiged on how this pursue of love will continue. A true fairytale!

That's what he keeps telling himself.

Rook is torn between watching a beautiful love story unfold before him and being very displeased at the fact that someone else is trying to capture your heart.

How...unfair it all seemed.

But all is fair in love and war, no?

Shall he listen and learn from the admirer? To outwit them in every way and capture your heart himself? Maybe he should show them that this is his hunt and that they shouldn't mess with him.

Regardless, he's hiding it all too well behind a smile. Even as you hide your beautiful face bashfully and Epel trying to keep himself together and not stare at the scenery in front of him too hard and not for too long...

Yes, he'll stay back, like a real hunter.

Vil Schönheit

He hears the noise downstairs and wow, speak of the devil. Or rather when he thought of the devil. You just wouldn't leave his mind.

There you are with little messages starting to pop up in the mirror you were staring at...

'I wanted to have you see all the beautiful things about you when reading my thoughts about you...so you can believe me and witness them yourself in the moment.'

Vil raises a brow as your lovely reflection was overwritten by a dainty message, curvy and in red.

'You don't know how wonderful you look with a smile. It made me fall for you.'

And on cue, a bashful smile appeared on your face.

Vil, as well as Epel and Rook, jumped as they saw the many flowery poems of love spread around your reflection. It almost rivaled Rook's grossly exeggerated compliments.

"Now, now," Vil tries to stay calm as he shushed the mirror and tried to find out what the meaning of this is and by the Sevens, don't let it be the secret admirer. No, no, no, no! He keeps on shooing this...thing away, even if it can't really move.

Or...it can?

The mirror shrunk in size and used it's little attached wings ("WEREN'T THOSE DECORATIONS" - Everybody thinks) to gracefully flutter after you.

Is this some kIND OF TWISTED JOKE

FIRST THE ALCHEMY NOTES, THEN THE MAGIC FLOWERS AND NOW A FLYING MIRROR THROWING POSITIVE AFFIRMATIONS AT YOU

This secret admirer must be some kind of prodigy...

Does Vil not even stand a chance...?

He's confused and irritated. Not ever did he think things would come to this but seeing how someone actually has eyes for his numbre #1 potato sends the senior into slight panic.

This isn't like him.

But the turmoil in his heart is all so real and vivid...as is his determination to not let you be swooned over by anyone but him.

[yeah, I kinda feel like the vibe got from 'tralala oh a secret admirer? classic at a school like this how cute :)' to 'WHO TF...!? WHY U HAVING CRUSH ON MY CRUSH STOP IT' Hopefully this one is just as good as the other ones...dont feel like it does. You see, Vinland Saga...might have a chokehold on me :) ]

[If you get the 'IS THIS SOME KIND OF TWISTED JOKE' joke then u r really cool :) The fluttering, positive affirmation mirror just popped up as I wrote...and I had more ideas for Rook than anyone else. Would feel like Vil would be even worse with that what he had with Neige...even after his overblot, he just gives these vibes. Epel is just...r u kidding me. how am i supposed to be okay with that]

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst scenarios #secret admirer #pomefiore #epel felmier #rook hunt #vil schoenheit #twst x reader #gender neutral imagine #gender neutral reader #reader insert #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons

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guccifrog · 4 months

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°˖✧THE BAKERY GIRL✧˖°

ᵐᵃᵗᵗ ˢᵗᵘʳⁿⁱᵒˡᵒ ˣ ᶠ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ : ⁿᵒⁿᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

summary : in which reader has a crush on one of her ususal customers and he finally makes a move

ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵉᵃˡ ᵒʳ ᶜᵒᵖʸ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ // ⁱ'ˡˡ ᶠᵘᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵘᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ

Kingston

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The sun had barely begun its drop into the horizon, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange, when you stepped outside the bakery for a quick cigarette break. You were a student at the local art school, working part-time at the bakery to make ends meet.

As you lit up your cigarette, you closed your eyes and took a deep drag, feeling the warmth of the smoke fill your lungs. You exhaled slowly, watching the gray tendrils of smoke mix with the vibrant colors of the sunset.

It was on one of these evenings that you noticed him.

His name was Matt, a rich college student who seemed to have it all, He would come to the bakery every Monday and Friday and sometimes on weekends, always at this time, to buy something.

At first, you assumed it was for his girlfriend, as he would always buy something pink and frilly, but as the days went by, you couldn't help but wonder why he always seemed to choose this bakery, and why he always came at this exact time.

One night, as you were wiping down the counter, you glanced up and caught him looking at you. His eyes were low, almost piercing, and for a moment, you felt as though you could feel his gaze on your skin. And you quickly averted your eyes, feeling a blush creep up your neck. From that moment on, you found yourself becoming more aware of him, his presence, and the way he made you feel.

As the days went by, you couldn't help but wonder what he was really doing here almost every evening. Was he seeing someone else? Was he married? These questions filled your mind, and you found yourself fantasizing about him late at night, his face engraved into your memory. You began to look forward to his visits, even if it was just for a moment of a stolen glance or a simple 'hey, how are you doing today?'

You took one last drag from your cigarette, throwing it under your shoe before turning back toward the bakery.

As you stepped through the doorway, you felt a flutter in your stomach as you caught sight of none other than Matt himself, standing at the counter, chatting with the cashier. His eyes met yours, and for a split second, you felt like the entire world had vanished, leaving just the two of you.

"Hello," he said, his voice quiet and smooth, as he waved you over to the counter. You couldn't help but smile shyly in response, feeling a wave of heat wash over your cheeks. "I'm sorry if I've been a bit…distracting, coming here almost every night. I just can't seem to stop thinking about this place, and the desserts you make." His gaze lingered on you for a moment, and As you stood there, a sudden sensation swirled in the pit of your stomach.

It was as if a thousand butterflies had suddenly taken flight within you, their wings beating in perfect unison.

'I know ' is what you wanted to say, but that just sounds creepy. Instead, you smiled and said, "It's alright, really. I'm glad you like the desserts." His smile widened, revealing a dimple on his cheek.

You spent the rest of your shift talking with Matt, finding yourself lost in conversation as the hours slipped by. You learned that he was majoring in business, but had always had a passion for writing and art, much like yourself.

As the bakery began to close for the night, you found yourselves outside, the cool air of the evening surrounding you. "I know that we don't know each other that well but…do you…do you want to get something to eat?" he asked, his voice soft and hesitant.

You felt a rush run through you at his invitation. "I'd like that," you replied, trying to sound casual, but not quite managing it.

You followed him to a small, cozy restaurant a few blocks away. The lights were dim, the atmosphere warm and inviting. The waiter led you to a booth in the back, and as you slid in beside Matt, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within you.

As you scanned the menu, Matt leaned in close, his breath tickling your ear. "What would you like to eat?" he asked, his voice low.

Your heart raced at his closeness, and you had to remind yourself to breathe as you answered, "I'll have the salmon if it's okay." He nodded, still watching you closely, before looking back at the menu. "I'll have the same," he murmured, before handing the menu back to the waiter.

As you waited for your food, you couldn't help but study Matt's face. He was even more handsome up close, with his dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He caught you staring and smiled shyly, his dimple appearing again. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, his voice gentle.

You felt your cheeks heat up as you realized you'd been caught, but you didn't mind. "Nothing important," you replied with a small laugh. "Just enjoying the moment."

The food arrived, and you both dug in, savoring the flavors. Conversation flowed easily between you, touching on everything from your favorite books and movies to your dreams and goals. You found yourself lost in his gaze, forgetting about the world around you as the hours ticked by.

And as the evening wore on, you grew bolder, leaning in closer to him, laughing at his jokes, and getting a little touchy. He seemed to enjoy your company as much as you enjoyed his.

The waiter brought over the check, and Matt reached for his wallet, but you quickly placed your hand on top of his. "I've got it," you insisted, smiling at him. He looked at you for a moment like you grew a third eye "Well that's crazy," he said before quickly grabbing your hand and handing the waiter the check. "But thank you for offering." He smiled and you were too distracted by the fact that he was still holding your hand to even complain.

After dinner, you both decided to walk off some of your meal. The air was cool and crisp, the stars shining bright overhead. Matt looped his arm through yours, and you felt a shiver run down your spine. "Where to?" he asked, his voice playful. You glanced around, taking in your surroundings. There was a small park just a block over, and it seemed like a nice, quiet place. "How about the park?" you suggested, already beginning to lead him in that direction.

As you walked, you felt as if you were floating, unaware of anything except the moment you were sharing with this guy that you've been fantasizing about for god knows how long.

The park was beautiful, with well-manicured yards and all different types of flowers. You found yourselves sitting on a bench, gazing out at the fountain, the water dancing and sparkling in the glow of the moonlight.

You couldn't remember the last time you had felt this comfortable and at ease with someone.

The silence between you wasn't awkward, but instead felt natural, like you didn't need words to communicate.

After several moments of companionable silence, he offered to walk you home since it was getting late. You smiled and agreed, you both walked hand in hand back to your neighborhood.

And as you neared your house, you felt a strange mix of nervousness and excitement. You weren't sure if you wanted this to end, it all felt like a dream that you never wanted to wake up from.

When you finally reached your doorstep, you turned to face him, wanting to say something but not quite sure what. He must have sensed this too, because he leaned in and gently brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. His touch sent a shiver down your spine. "I had a really good time tonight," he murmured, his eyes searching yours for the same honesty. You smiled softly up at him and nodded. "Me too."

You were feeling extra bold, so you got on your tiptoes and leaned in, giving him a small peck on the cheek. His eyes widened slightly, and for a moment you wondered if you had gone too far, but then he closed them and leaned into your touch.

"Well," you said, trying to keep your voice steady, "thank you again for dinner." He smiled "Goodnight Matt," you said before turning the key in the lock and disappearing inside. You couldn't help but glance back out the window, watching as he walked away.

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the-banana-0verlord · 1 year

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Hi there, I'd like to request something for Twisted Wonderland. Could I get reactions of Leona, Azul, Jade, Vil, and Sebek to a (preferably gender neutral) s/o who's usually pretty thick-skinned and gives as good as they get having a strong reaction to something the character said in an argument? As in, usually in an argument the s/o isn't easily upset, so if they're reacting this badly something must be really wrong. So how would those five characters react if something they said actually seemed to hurt their s/o who usually seems damn near unshakeable? Bonus points if it's the first time they've ever seen their s/o cry and it's their fault >:3c

Thank you for the request! I feel like I made it just “S/O cries during an argument”, but I hope I incorporated enough elements to fit your request!

How the Twst boys would react to their ususally strong S/O crying during an argument.

Notes:Gn reader, The relationships described here are not very healthy, because the boys have toxic traits that make the relationship toxic as well. The argument is about this toxic trait, and the Reader can choose if the boy overcomes it or not.

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Sebek Zigvolt

⚡The argument was about how he always priviledged his duty over you.

⚡He let slip that if he had to choose between Malleus and you, he'd choose Malleus. He didn't mean it, of course, but no one has control of what they say during times like this.

⚡You wondered if he even loved you at all, and the tears flowed.

⚡His booming voice was silenced as he watched you with wide eyes trying to wipe your tears off your face in pride.

⚡He's not the touchy type, but he'll pull you into an akward hug, rubbing your back gently.

⚡“I-I'm sorry. Please don't cry.... I love you more than anything.”

🦁🦁🦁

Leona Kingscholar

🦁Due to his natural laziness, you always felt like he didn't care about you or your relationship.

🦁When you confront him about it, he brushes it off. He knows he loves you, so you should too, right?

🦁He finally realises he's been wrong when you start crying, yelling at him why wouldn't he listen to you for once!

🦁He's never seen you cry before, which makes the shock even greater.

🦁“I know I don't really show it, but I do care, Herbivore. I promise that from now on, I'll be better.”

💅💅💅

Vil Schoenheit

💅You try to keep strong through it, but his constant nitpicking absolutely drives you crazy.

💅He's convinced he's doing it for your own good, but even the best of intentions can lead to disaster.

💅One day, enough is enough, even for you, and you finally snap. He takes it badly.

💅You don't know when it happens, but at one point you realise you've broke down in tears.

💅It's then he knows that he had been wrong for pushing this far. It's his fault the mascara he had obliged you to wear was running down your cheeks.

💅“I'm so sorry love. I had no idea I've pushed you this far. I'll do anything to make it up to you.”

🐙🐙🐙

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙He's always piled up in his work and restaurant. There's always something to separate the two of you.

🐙His ambitions get the the better of him and he sometimes ends up not talking to you for a week or more.

🐙The loneliness creeps in. You go numb and start to ignore him as well. That he sees as a problem.

🐙He confronts you about it. The frustration you've kept in for months breaks through the form of tears.

🐙Crying is something he experienced way too often, and he never wanted you to feel.

🐙“Please... I hate seeing you cry... Name something, anything and I'll do it for you.”

🍄🍄🍄

Jade Leech

🍄He is a master manipulator. More often than not, you view yourself as his puppet, one he can use at will.

🍄You keep the feelings in. You don't want him to think he's won by breaking you.

🍄But what's meant to happen happens, and the feelings spill.

🍄His intentions were never to deceive you. He's surprised when he sees your watered cheeks.

🍄When he tries to embrace you, you struggle, because you think it's another one of his tricks.

🍄Ultimately, the strenght leaves your body and you sob in his arms.

🍄“Shhhh... I love you, okay? I would never lie to you. Never.”

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Hope you enjoyed it!

Have a good day/night!

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Okay, so can you do like a day in a life for child reader and bayverse tmnt (okay so I kinda want to see how they would react to y/n being the same height as the turtles

Also have a good day / night absolutely love your work 😄❤️👍

I actually really like writing sibling reader, I always giggle to myself while I'm writing this stuff, thank you for the request @bubbathebuzz 💕💕

DAY IN THE LIFE OF SIBLING READER

Where do I even begin to describe the chaos?

Every morning you are the first to wake up,

No matter what.

You even wake up before Leo.

How, none of them can figure out.

You beg to have a poptart for breakfast, and while you do get them occasionally, someone will ususally make you eggs and toast.

It's just not healthy for a child your age to have poptarts for breakfast everyday.

After breakfast, the boys have training, depending on how Splinter feels that day determines the type of training.

Your favorite type of training is posture or balance training because Splinter gives you a stick and your job is to hit your brothers on the ankles with it.

That's why Splinter only has balance training on weekends,

Since you have school the rest of the week.

Speaking of, Donnie makes it a point to tutor and help you with your school.

Which is definitly part of the reason you're the smartest kindergardener your teachers have ever seen.

(My little sister came up with a headcanon and I just had to share it, Donnie gives you a broken keyboard just to make you think you're helping him with his work, and you won't realize that it was broken untill you're like, 17, and you'll realize your whole life was a lie.)

Ahem-

If you aren't at school, one of your brothers is always keeping you busy,

They found out the hard way that leavinga bored toddler to their own does not end well.

It will forever be known as the "Paintball Incident" and I refuse to elaborate any further on the subject.

Mikey likes to play video games with you,

Leo won't let you play any 'mature' games until your older, stuff like Call Of Duty or Tomb Raider,

So you guys usually play games like Mario Kart, Stardew Valley, and Minecraft.

As it turns out, you are incredible at Mario Kart and are currently the house champion, and no one knows how tf you keep winning.

The entire fam goes into slight denial when you start growing up.

They kinda forgot you wouldn't stay small and wholesome forever,

So when you get to the age of, well, angstyness, shit gets wild.

Backtalk, sneaking out, rolling your eyes, Leo does not appreciate the attitude.

You not directly a jerk to any of them, just alot more sarcastic than you used to be,

But most of the time you're a really good kid.

Good grades, you do good in training, always have your chores done,

The whole nine yards.

(You are Splinter's favorite by default)

You are decently close with April,

You have sleepovers at her apartment, and she'll take you out shopping sometimes,

She's like a breath of fresh air compared to the chaos that is the Lair.

Casey is like that cool uncle that lets you do stuff you probably shouldn't be doing,

Like try beer.

One time, you were spending the night at April's apartment during hockey season, and Casey was there so you could all watch the game together.

April got up to use the bathroom, and Casey used to opportunity to do cool uncle things and let you try some beer.

You did not like it.

You choked slightly as the taste caught you off guard, "That taste like shit." you coughed out.

Casey scoffed, "It's an aquired taste, smalls."

"Thats code for, 'It taste like shit'."

Kareoke night is a regular thing on Fridays.

It usually ends with you passed out on the couch and one of your brothers carrying you to bed.

But it's your favorite part of the week.

If you end up growing to be around the same height as the boys', they will literally hate it,

You used to be so small 🥺,

They think it's unfair that you didn't stay that way.

It hits Splinter particularly hard when he realizes you grew up,

Because the same thing happend with the boys'.

But no matter how old you are, he is more than willing to be your person to go to,

Even if you are grown up, he's still you're dad.

(He still sings you to sleep if you have a nightmare.)

When you start patroling with your brothers, they are fucking terrified.

You can get hurt, alot easier than any of them can, so it's only natural that they're nervous.

You don't have a protective shell like they do after all.

If you ever get hurt after a fight, they are fa-reaking out.

Donnie's got the med-kit and starts checking you for everything from a concussion to lung cancer,

Mikey's panicing in the backround, while Leo just paces dramatically,

And Raph is currently beating the shit out of whatever poor idiot decided to hurt you.

Word spreads quickly amongst the criminals of the city to not go anywhere near you should they encounter the turtles,

Lest the be in mortal danger.

All in all,

It's chaotic,

It's fun,

And you know for a fact you have a family to back you up in anything you do.

.........................................

Fun fun. I love writing this stuff, it's makes me giggles lol

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millie-multifics · 2 months

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Though I Yearn • Part 5

Masters of the Air

Secret Admirer x Reader

A string of anonymous letters causes a stir at Thorpe Abbotts. Who could be the author of the tender correspondence you have been receiving?

Warnings: Gossip, mentions of death, mentions of cheating, singular use of a petname.

Word Count: ~1.3k

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After Douglass had made a big fuss, words of the letters had spread across Thorpe Abbotts like wild fire. Everyone was pointing their fingers at possible culprits, bringing the once quiet situation to absolute chaos. It had been weeks since a letter had arrived, the writer forced into hiding from the attention. The men had gone to Africa, their numbers dwindling on the journey, a few notable losses were Curt and Dickie. Replacements had arrived- you held such a hatred for that word.

You craved your own peace more and more as the days passed by. You had found a spot in the empty field passed the runways that was void of people, Lemmons crew left you alone.

“What are you doing out here?” Blakely’s boots crunced the weeds as he approached, his shadow blocking the sun from your eyes as they fluttered open.

“It’s usually quiet out here,” Your tone was teasing, “No questions, accusations or chatter. Just the birds, the breeze and occasionally the hum of a few planes. What are you doing out here?”

“You’ve got mail.”

You sat upright, brushing blades of grass from where they stuck to your dress. “New duty, Blakely?”

“You know you can call me Everett, I’d like to think we are friends of some sort.” He huffed as he handed over the mail. Three envelopes: one from home, one with a return adress of New York City and finally a new letter that was missing a return adress.

“Did Douglass send you out here? Since he is ever so concerned that he couldn’t help himself but to corner me in front of atleast half the company.”

“Carrier said they hadn’t seen you all day, entrusted me with your mail but you really ought to talk to Dougie, he feels terrible for bringing you attention like that.”

“I believe Lieutenant Dye’s celebration is underway, I thought you would be there?” You changed the subject, avoiding Blakely’s words just as you had been avoiding the man they were about.

“I’ll keep an eye out for you later on, save me a dance?”

You sent him a nod of agreement, waiting for him to be out of sight before turning your attention to the letters he had delivered.

You read the letter from home first, it was filled with the ususal wishes for your wellbeing and updates on events or gossip that you had missed. You did not recognize the loopy femine cursive on the envelope adressed from New York and it felt very thin between your fingertips. You open the flap, revealing only a single photograph inside. A man and woman in a busy street, he was handsome in his dress greens and she donned a plain yet elegant wedding gown… but it was not just a photograph of two strangers. Your fingertips gently ran over the mans face, absorbing his features as this was the first time you had set eyes on him since he had left you broken hearted on his porch not quite a year ago. There was a date written on the back of the picture, August 20 1943.

Despite the deep ache in your chest from the photograph, a spark of excitment filled you as you opened the third envelope. There had been a drought of letters from your Secret Admirer since the secret flooded the base, you had missed reading his words more than you had liked to admit.

“I did not intend to draw such attention and for that I must apologize. I have come to the conclusion if any of the men were to find out that these clandestine correspondence were written by me, I would be heckled for my aberrant ways. I am not perceived as a romantic, many see me to be brash and arrogent but since I met you I have been reformed. I feel a fool to be so cowardess with my affections while the possibility of death looms so heavily but I fear my mind over heart mentality will not crumble.”

Your mind spun, it was someone unexpected but who? With each letter you felt more more drawn to his words and your eagerness to discover the identity of the writer grew.

You clutched the recent letter and the photograph to your chest as you lay in the field, unbothered by the setting sun.

Hours had passed, the field had been swallowed by darkness but your body felt too heavy to move under the weight of the papers on your chest. The quiet yet rough trampling of the tall grass behind you alerted you to a new presence.

“If Blakely told you I was out here then he can find himself another dance partner.” You spoke loudly, nearly startling the man as he had not seen your silhoutte on the ground in the darkness, despite actively searching for you.

“That is a shame.”

The voice was unexpected, you honestly had expected it to be Douglass or DeMarco, maybe even Blakely with the intention of dragging you to the party but surely not Major Egan.

“Major, I thought you would be at Dye’s celebration?” Your eyes found his through the darkness as he now towered over you.

“I could say the same for you. Blakely mentioned you were out here earlier but when you failed to show at the party some of the men got worried. I volunteered to come check on you, I don’t think it’s safe to be out here in the dark like this.”

“I would hate to damper the celebration.”

“It got dampered anyway, sweetheart,” He moved to lay on the ground next to you, unbothered by any stains the grass may leave on his uniform, “By the men we have lost and the men we will lose.”

It was quiet for awhile, both enjoying the silent company of another person, unaware of the battling thoughts happening in the others brain. Your worries felt silly compared to his, he had lost friends and men under his command, you briefly wondered if he had volenteered to find you to escape the ghosts of them at the party.

It was silent for a moment before the Major spoke again, “The stars sure are pretty out here.”

Your eyes searched around the clouds, only a few bright stars visable in the dark of the night. “When they peek out of the clouds anyway.”

“Are you alright?”

The genuine concern in his question had taken you off guard. You took a second to debate how much you were willing to share with the Major as every aspect of your life had been previously aired, but remembered divulging a little to him before Dougie had brought attention. You handed the Major the photo you had recieved, glancing over as he angled it under the moonlight to see it clearly. “Before the war, it was all him, he was the one I would marry and bare my soul to. Suddenly everything changed, he had enlisted and just a week before our wedding I discovered that he was being unfaithful. I was foolishly willing to forgive him but he chose her, now they are married and I am here; my lonely soul wondering what is next for me, if my soulmate is out there somewhere or perhaps I am just unlucky and he won’t make it through this war so I shall forever be alone.”

You swallowed harshly, washing the thickness from your throat as your eyes burned looking up at the stars.

“What of your writer?” Egan returned the picture, his eyes scanning your face as the grass fanned your cheeks in the soft night breeze.

“How am I supposed to call someone mine if I don’t even know their name?” You sighed, heavily as if to lesson the weight, “I wish I could tell him that he makes the ache in my heart bearable.”

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dontxevenxask · 2 months

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Gojo Satoru hc~♡

Tw: swf, nsfw, fem!reader (probably nothing else)

Writers note: Sooo I was feeling a bit of the "gentleman gojo" would be fit for this. So that's what yall getting! Maybe gonna do another one but w more nsfw though

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-SWF-

• Gojo's the type of guy to be all tough when you two are somewhere public. But the second you two are home, he becomes the softest man you've ever known. He'd be the one to be laying on top of you while you're cuddling with you playing with his hair a bit. And he'd be whining for you to not go when you'd have to. But he still wouldn't budge though-

• Gojo's the type of guy to never ever admit how much he loves to see you struggle as you have to take something from the top shelf (and almost everything is out of your reach since he's almost like 2 meters tall). He'd just be there watching you with a small smirk as he you get on your toes almost reaching it, before finally walking uo to you and handing the thing to you with no problem at all..

• Gojo's the type of guy to buy you expensive dresses. And just so he could see your pretty body twirl for him, to show the clothes with a sweet smile displaying on your face. Then you'd go and hug him thightly, thanking him before you'd go back to the mirror to admire the dress more.

• Gojo's the type of guy to take pretty pics of you to show his coworkers, students, or just to admire them later! (He has a floder just for you named "her<33" or something like that)

• Gojo's the type of guy to whisper comforting stuff to your ear when you two would be going to sleep together. Cuddling with you on top of him with him either rubbing your back gently or stroking your hair giving your forehead small kisses at times

• Gojo's the type of guy to give you praises every chance he gets to. "You're such a good girl for me" and "I'm so proud of you baby" are his favourite ones to say.

• Gojo's the type of guy to ususally be the big spoon. But he really loves to be the small spoon sometimes. He does like to feel dominant though so that's why him being small spoon is very rare tbh

• Gojo's the type of guy to kiss you passionately but pretty quickly whenever you're mad at him about something dumb. He'd then just ruffle your hair and walk off leaving you blushed and still processing the kiss unsure if you should ask for more or continue yelling

•Gojo's the type of guy to eat something like cupcakes with you and there would be some frosting left somewhere around your mouth. Then he'd say your name and as you'd turn your head towards him, he'd kiss the spot making it dissapear. (Would most likely end up in a makeout sesh)

-NSFW-

• Gojo's the type of guy to get turned on from almost anything you do. Like if you'd be licking your icecream, wearing something a bit shorter like a mini skirt, or just you laying on your stomach with him coming in the room to imagine being behind you fucking you. Ususally you'd do thoese on purpouse too just to tease him a bit yk!

• Gojo's the type of guy to get in the bathroom while you're showering to "just brush his teeth". But as he does that, he just stares at your figure he can see through the shower curtain. Water dripping off your chest so smoothly.

• Gojos the type of guy to love physical touch. He'll hold you closely by the waist and kiss you basically anywhere whenever he just feels like it. Also during the deed he'll be either squeezing your breasts, or his hands will be gripping your waist. Sometimes they find their way to your throat, hands or legs too. There's almost no part of your body he hasn't toutched yet.

• Gojo's the type of guy to pull your hair back whenever you're being a bit too bratty to his liking, just to put you back in your place. "Don't forget who I am, 'kay?", "baby, shut that pretty mouth of yours already" he'd say which made that comment of yours the last one

• Gojo's the type of guy to do it usually in the bedroom, where it's the most comfortable. But sometimes when he just can't wait to get home, he'd just pick any place as private as possible at the moment. Like once you two did it in his classroom.. You're still suprised no one turned up, and you might actually do it someother time too!

#jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jjk #gojo satoru #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #gojo x you #jjk hcs #jjk headcanons #satorugojo

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a-certain-elf · 10 months

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"The queen has been taken"

How do I begin to describe this scene. We all have seen Amaya interact with Janai and we're all aware how they stand with each other.

They in Love ofc. That's the simple answer but not really the entire truth.

She explains it all while talking to Rayla in the great bookery when she compares herself to Rayla.

After Sarai died, she felt lost and weak without her. She hated feeling that way so she learned to be strong alone.

Strong, stoic lonely.

But the last 2 years changed everything.

Meeting Janai, falling in Love. She is now stronger than she ever was because because they are stronger together. Love and trust grow a kind of strength greater then we each possess. To have that kind of strength it's not enough to love someone. You have to trust them to share the burdens you carry.

These were all pretty much her own words from Episode 4. With that in mind Episode 7 hits alot more.

The one person that made her feel whole again is now gone. Nobody knows where and if she is still alive.

This is quite possibly exactly what she went through when Sarai died and how the show portrays it is so well done.

I'm gonna use the gifs from my previous post again because simple screencaps don't do it enough justice.

The way her face,eyes and mouth are reacting to the news. She`s also letting her shoulders fall.

Her entire vision goes blurry. And she slowly begins to move forward. Not with her usual confidence though.

She is slumped forward, hand grasping where her heart is. Like a piece of it was torn from it. She drops down on one knee and stares at the ground. Her whole world shaken to the core. We have never seen her like this before.

Only after a few seconds does she regain some form of composure. Slipping back into her stoic self. Just like before, when Sarai died.

Only this time it potentially hurts even more. She puts up her ususal face of confidence when she addresses someone but her sadness and anger break through regardless.

And the relief she shows when Kim`dael lets Janai go and she runs into her arms?

Theyre gonna stand by each others side no matter what´ll happen. Let Sol Regem, Karim and Miyana or even Aaravos come after them. It wont matter.

They`ll overcome everything as long as they are together.

#the dragon prince #tdp #janai #amaya #janaya #janai x amaya #two cakes #tdp s5 spoilers #tdp spoilers

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hee0soo · 1 year

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Lobby Savior

Hongjoong x ATINY!Reader (female)

Summary: Going to see Ateez in concert was something you dreamed of and now that the concert is over, you only have to get back to the hotel. Too bad that you´re a young woman, alone, in a city you don´t know, at night!

Disclaimer: my delulu brain wanted me to write this and while this isn´t something i ususally do, i am a bit proud of it!

TW: Kidnapping and abduction

Y/c- your city

Y/n –your name

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

Also posted on AO3

Leaving the venue with all the other Atiny´s was kind of overwhelming! Not just because everyone was leaving at the same time and there wasn´t a lot of space to walk, but because the sadness of the concert being over started to creep up on you!

Only that you wouldn´t leave immediately, you still had the privilege of meeting the boys through the hi touch before leaving!

It had been 2 hours of screaming, singing along, dancing and cheering and it was worth all the money you had spent on this trip to (y/c)!

But now your legs were hurting and especially your knees and feet were aching!

Why you had decided to wear shoes with even the slightest bit of heel attached to them, was beyond you!

Scratch that, you knew why you wore them! It was because they had fit with the outfit chosen and you felt cute in them!

But it did not calm the stinging pain that was now bothering you.

It did not stop you however from hurrying through the crowd to the next visible staff member to ask where you had to go to at least wave at your idols!

They showed you the direction and after some very confusing 15 minutes of searching, you finally found your way.

Almost tripping over your own two feet, you waved excitedly at them. They looked exhausted and you hoped that they could go back to the hotel and rest soon.

You also felt tired and seeing them one last time before leaving gave you a much needed energy boost before the moment was over again

Now the only thing left to do for this evening was getting back to the hotel and get some much needed sleep!

The bus and train connection had already been saved on your phone and you quickly bought a ticket before making your way to the bus station near the venue.

There were still a lot of Atiny’s around so you felt comfortable being alone on the bus, but the longer the drive was, the more people got of it!

You only had one more stop until you had to take the train and half of people had already gotten off on previous stations!

The bus stopped and you quickly went outside. Having to hurry up since the train wouldn´t wait for you, your steps quickened.

It was almost midnight and you were in a city you didn´t know anyone in, which made you shiver. The cold of the night not really helping you situation!

Getting on the train was easy. Not a lot of people were on so you sat down in a seat close to the doors.

The ride took about ten minutes so you let your mind wander a bit.

What were the boys doing right now? Did they finally go back to their hotel? Had they finally the chance to rest or were they still at the venue?

The question was answered when you got a notification on your phone from YouTube.

Seonghwa had started a Live and it looked weirdly familiar! The realization hit you like lightning. The room looked like you own hotel room. The bed, the décor and even the painting on the wall was matching with the décor in your own room!

They had probably been driven back by car which explained why they were already back before you!

You weren´t planning on actually doing anything with the information! They deserved their privacy and you weren´t going to impose on that like that one girl did to Jongho in Berlin!

Finally the stop you wanted was announced!

Quickly getting of you made your way to the hotel. It was only a short walk but after half of it you started feeling like someone had followed you.

Looking behind you, the feeling turned into reality when there was a dark figure walking a few meters behind you.

They had a dark hoodie on. Hood thrown over their head and hands buried in the pockets!

You could already see the hotel in the distance and started walking even faster than before while hugging yourself tightly! Hoping it would hide you a bit from the figure!

It didn´t work! The person also started walking faster!

As you reached the hotel, you were sure the person let up but no1 he followed you inside. There was no one in sight when you came into the lobby! Only one person was in on e of the corners further away. He had his laptop spread out in front of him with a mask on and hat on his head. Bright brown strands of hair was peeking out from underneath.

He looked up when he heard footsteps. You could swear that he seemed familiar, even hidden underneath the mask and hat but you didn´t think about it anymore when the person stepped a little to close behind you and laid his hand on your shoulder!

Goosebumps spread on your entire body and horror made itself visible on your face.

The guy with the laptop realized something was very wrong about the situation and sprang into action.

“Jagi-ya! There you are! I was waiting waiting. For you!” he called with an accent underlining his words., quickly coming over.

The figure had realized that you weren´t alone! Vanishing thought the door, the way you came in.

Still coming over to you, the guy stepped in front of you but out of instinct you flinched away!

Realizing that you were scared, he removed the mask so you could see his face.

Behind the mask was Hongjoong. Gone was the makeup he was wearing for the concert, leaving only his bare face but just as handsome!

His kind eyes looked worried and he scanned you for any visible injuries.

He noticed the merch you were still wearing, giving away where you have been only an hour ago!

“Are you, okay?!” he paused a bit before taking you hand in his and led you to the table where he was working up until now, making you sit and breathe deeply.

You were shacking, adrenaline leaving your body only slowly.

Not being able to say much, you just nodded before shaking your head.

Hongjoong took the water he had taken with him and made you drink from it. He had yet to drink from it so he wasn´t worried about germs or anything.

“It´s ,okay. You are, save now!” he spoke and sat down in front of you.

You two sat in silence for a while before you found the energy to say something.

“I didn´t follow you here… I didn´t even know you were in this hotel now!”

The ATEEZ leader had to laugh at that. Seeing the way you had ran in and flinched away from him at first, he was sure you had other sing in mind then meeting him after what happened!

“I believe you.”

He had to smile. It was cute how you tried to look away from him and the laptop.

“I was just. Working. I like helping Atiny when they need. Help!”

“Why are you working down here where everyone could see you?”

Hongjoong shrugged.

“Seonghwa. LIVEu and other member, loud!”

That one made you laugh again. THAT was something you believed without questioning.

“You like concert?”

Nodding you finally made eye contact with him.

“It was amazing. YOU were amazing!”

The boy blushed at the compliment. Atiny´s often told them that but it was different when it wasn´t in the setting of a meet and greet or FanCall!

“Ah thank you!”

You wanted to say something but a pink haired someone came running inside the lobby, followed by 2 brunette boys, all screaming for Hongjoong you guessed!

They came to an abrupt halt when they saw their Hyung wasn’t alone.

Mingi, San and Wooyoung stared at you and you stared back. None of you knew what to do at the moment but the moment got broken when Hongjoong scolded them for being so loud at this time.

Not that you understood what he was saying to his members but it´s what you imagined you would do if you were in his shoes right now.

Their faces quickly changed from scared to sheepish to worried.

So he told them what happened huh?

“So our. manager calls us! Can we. Take you to. Room please?”

You looked back at the 3 other members who were grinning at you and nodded slowly before getting up.

Hongjoong packed up and showed you the way to the elevator.

“You ATINY? What´s your name?” San asked softly.

You told them your entire name and pushed the button to your floor after entering the elevator.

They didn´t take you to your room because you insisted they go rest and wished them a good night.

The next day when you went to check out you saw them in passing as they were leaving the hotel with the manager. Hongjoong waved at you and Mingi winked in your direction.

None of the members looked disturbed and not even the manager intervened. They all seemed relieved when they saw that you seemed okay after a bit of sleep.

The receptionist took your key card and printed the receipt for you before handing it to you with an envelope.

You thanked him, left and opened the envelope. Inside was a Polaroid pic of the members, the back was signed by all of them, with a note attached.

Get home safe y/n! - Yours, ATEEZ

#ateez #kim hongjoong x reader #ateez hongjoong x reader #kim hongjoong imagine #ATINY!Reader #hongjoong x y/n #ateez hongjoong #kim hongjoong #ateez fluff #ateez fanfic #kpop writing #kim hongjoong x y/n #ateez x reader #kpop x reader #hongjoong x you #hongjoong

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midnighmoonligh · 5 months

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Fandom

Call of Duty

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Characters

Y/N ; Gender Neutral ; They/Them ; little

König ;; He/Him ;; CG

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⚠Content Warnings⚠

Violence, War stuff, COD yk.

Sleep anxiety, general anxiety, & lil violence (you hitting)

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Plot Summary

Y/N is stressed and struggling to regress, so after asking König for help he takes a crack at being a cg for you.

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You have been having trouble regressing for a few weeks now. You rarely went to other people, but after confessing to your Colonel, König, that you are an age regressor during a mission, he always offered to help. Sometimes, when things on base were slow, he would even do small things to encourage you to regress. Usually you just laughed at him and teased him for it.

König had been noticing you struggling to be little and relax. After a particularly hard mission, you showed up in his office. You gently pushed open the door after knocking softly. As usual, you waited until you were given the okay before coming in. Once in, you gently shut the door behind yourself. The noise made the large man look up from the tablet on his desk. At first, he looked confused but quickly his expression relaxed when realizing it was just you. König didn't mind, though, was definitely awkward.

" What is up? " he asked hesitantly, words thick with his usual German accent. His english has improved lately, on the bright side.

" König... " you trailed off hesitantly, nervously even. You fidgeted with your hands as you walked towards the desk. You stopped once in front of it. " Could, uh, could you help me regress? I feel awful and just... need it, " you did your best to voice what you needed.

König clearly was surprised by it too. Even so, he couldn't help but smile under his mask. He wasn't trying to push you into him caring for you, as much as he really wanted to these days. He was definitely cherishing the moment, to say the least. He turned off the tablet in his hands so it would lock then pulled himself to sit up better.

" Of course, " he replied quickly, not wanting you to over think more than you, clearly, already had.

You gave a short nod. Then the space became so awkward. You sat down into the chair across from him and just stared at the floor nervously. You could feel bus eyes burn into you. The room was tense with anxiety from the both of you.

" So, " he finally spit out after a long silence. " What... can I do to, um, help? "

" I don't... really know, " you replied hesitantly. Slowly, you moved to bring your legs up onto the chair. They pressed against your chest as you hugged them close. " I've tried everything that normally works, but they didn't work, " you voiced sadly.

" Hmm, " König leaned back in his chair and studied you. His blue eyes seemed to scan your head to toe. " Do you think it was the mission? " he asked as he rubbed his chin. " Are you stressed about more things than ususal? "

You couldn't read him. He seemed to show genuine interest, and want to help you, but his tone was so flat. It was quite different than speaking to a counselor... You chewed on the inside of your cheek, eyes keeping on the floor to sooth your anxiety.

" I don't know, " you mumbled, repeating the phrase once more. You didn't know why you were having a hard time regressing lately. It bothered you.

König sighed before speaking, " We can always try a few things. If it doesn't work, we will try something else. "

He went to his desk and shuffled around some papers. He then turned back and looked at you. It made you feel guilty for interrupting him mid work day.

" Do you like anything in particular? " he asked as he returned to his chair. " Are you sensitive to sounds, light and smells? Or are you particular about the things you need? "

His face was quite neutral, but he looked concerned. You let out a short hum as you thought about what he had asked.

" I don't like loud sounds, " you told him, though it wasn't an uncommon thing. Let alone on the base. " I don't know, sorry. Just, hard to focus, " you admit as you sank down into your chair further.

König nodded his head, seemingly making sense of it all. He was not a stranger to concentration problems. " Hmmm, " he mumbled as he thought over some things.

He went over to a cabinet and pulled out a few items. A small, fluffy rabbit stuffed animal, some colouring sheets, a few markers and a small blanket. You were surprised when König pulled out the items. Apart of you wanted to ask why he had these things, let alone where he got them from. Thankfully, you decided to keep those questions to yourself instead. König brought these over to you and pushed them into your hands.

" I'll stay around in case you need help, " he said as he sat back down in his chair. " Tell me if you need anything, okay? "

You set the coloring stuff into the desk before tugging the blanket around yourself. It was warm and cozy, making you smile.

" Okay, " you mumbled as you looked through the coloring sheets with a bored expression. You eventually picked one, coloring despite not being regressed. You hoped it would help, which is why you were trying. It was better than not trying at all.

Despite seeming quite confused when you began to color despite not being regressed, König made no comment. He didn't went to discourage you from trying at all. He watched you and even brought his chair closer, seeming to try to offer comfort and support. You looked over when hearing König move closer. Though your attention soon returned back to coloring. Your head was placed in the palm of your hand, elbow against the arm rest of the chair.

A long moment passed as you colored. Eventually, he spoke up after glancing at the clock on the wall. " Is this helping? " he finally asked. " Are you any closer to regressing? "

" Not really, " you admitted, but didn't stop what you were doing.

König nodded slowly and sighed once more. You weren't sure if he was just trying to help you or genuinely curious. Still, he stayed close, leaning back and tapping his fingers quietly on the arm rest of his chair.

He watched you a little longer before speaking up again. " How long has it been since you regressed? " he asked you curiously.

" Mm, maybe a month? " you recalled. You closed the cap of the marker and set it down in defeat. Your hands fell into your lap afterward.

" Had a mission for two weeks... obviously couldn't then. Then we got back and I just, couldn't I guess, " you struggled to explain.

He had heard of regressors being unable to regress for long periods of time, but it was still unfortunate that you hadn't been able to.

" Hmm, " König murmured to himself as he thought. " Maybe... " the words left his mouth, but he seemed to lose his train of thought and remained silent.

He thought a little longer; " Maybe you are just, um, needing some attention? " he finally said; looking at you with a somewhat awkward expression. You smiled and snorted at König's words. They were cute and sweet.

" I don't know anymore, I've genuinely tried everything I could, " you sighed, but a content smile kept on your face.

" I understand, " König reassured as he slowly nodded his head again. He was starting to wonder if your inability to regress was his fault, or something.

He sighed and leaned back in his chair. He didn't mind you being in his office, but he also understood that you had a job to do outside. You fidgeted with your hands quietly while your eyes watched the coloring book. It wasn't really helping, but you liked looking at it. The pages were very cool in a pleasing way, even for your adult mind. König really had picked a good coloring book.

" Is there... anything else I can try doing? " the larger man spoke up, body language awkward but he really wanted to help you.

" I don't know, I'm sorry, " you sputtered out an apology quickly.

" No need to apologize, " he said softly, putting his hand up. He hesitated to speak, a slight frown crossing his face. " I would like to see you after you are off-duty, " König said after a long moment.

You blinked a few times before nodding. You knew König had work to do, which made you feel bad for getting in the way. Carefully you pulled yourself to sit up. Your fingers fidgeted with the blanket he had given you.

He shifted in his chair, moving his hands into his pockets. " I would be happy to help you try to regress... "

" Okay, I can do that, " you agreed to meet König later when they were both off-duty.

" Are you free around 5? " he asked in a soft tone. " I'll be by your room... "

He didn't know how he had become your caregiver; at first you had only mentioned having social anxiety and you both had bonded over having that in common. Then, later at a very awkward time, you had told him you regressed. König still didn't know how to process it. A part of him wanted to protect you and help you. Another wanted to take care of all your problems for you. His heart skipped a beat.

König was probably just being dramatic.

" Should be, " you nodded softly at the offer of a time frame. Hesitantly, you got up from the chair. You folded the blanket gently before setting it across the backing of the chair you had been sitting it.

" I guess, see you at five then? " you sheepishly spoke as a sort of goodbye.

" Yes, " he nodded. König sat quietly in the chair and watched you leave.

" Until then... " he mumbled to himself before picking up a pen and doodling on one of the many sheets of paper on his desk. He didn't know what to make of you; that you regressed, needed his help and seemed to like his company.

Most people didn't like him or his company. The times they needed it was for work anyways. König let out a long sigh. He promised himself, internally, that he wouldn't mess this up.

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Soon the time hit five pm and you were waiting for König in your room as you both had agreed. You left your door unlocked, sitting on your bed messing with a plushie in your hands. The soft texture easily rolled through your hands as you petted it. You weren't really sure what to do with your stuffies when you weren't regressed. You could admit, however, that it made you feel guilty for neglecting them in s way.

König arrived in front of your door at precisely 5 o'clock. This was the first time he had entered you room alone, so he was somewhat nervous. He cleared his throat and gave a light knock. Then he spoke, his voice quiet and nervous.

" Y/N... may I please come in? " he asked. He felt so nervous he was worried he'd trip into something or hit his head on a doorframe.

" It's unlocked, " you called in reply, not bothering to get up as you had made yourself very comfortable.

The doorknob of your room slightly turned and König peeked into the room. König was still in uniform, but it was clear this was after the workday by the way he carried himself. He looked more tired than usual, more expressive too.

" Hallo, " he greeted softly. His eyes wandered the room after he finally stepped into it. The door softly clicked shut behind him. He didn't have the same cold aura as usual, but his tone was still rather flat.

You looked up from the plush in your hands when hearing König's voice. You blinked a few times before giving a small wave to greet him. König slowly entered the room and just stood there in the middle of the room rather awkwardly. He had no idea where to go or what to do. He fiddled with his fingers, his expression staying as it was.

" Do you mind if I sit? " he asked after a moment of silence.

" Have at it, " you mumbled while fidgeting with the plush. The blankets were lazily thrown over you, but only enough to cover your waist. You couldn't really make up your mind if you were hot or cold, so you had compromised with this.

König nodded once and moved towards the bed, sitting down on its edge. His hands rested in his lap and he didn't speak.He watched you play with the plushie, not sure what else to do. After a few seconds, he spoke up finally.

" So, er, you said that you couldn't regress, um, on your own? "

You knew he was really trying, which meant a lot to you. As the topic of conversation came up, you slowly pulled yourself to sit up. You rubbed at your eyes when gently setting the plush aside.

" Yeah, I've been tryin' an stuff but nothing's working. "

" Hmm... " he thought out loud before leaning back in his seat slightly. " Have you tried the normal triggers? Or some other ways of regressing? "

He tilted his head to the side. " I understand that it can be frustrating, " he offered as he watched you.

" We can try different things, if you want. But you should be able to relax, not force yourself to regress. "

You sighed heavily. You knew König was right, you couldn't force yourself to regress as much as you wanted to. You carefully shifted to sit comfortably, feeling a little anxious.

" Yeah, I've tried the usual things that help already, " you told König with a heavy, pretty frustrated, sigh. " I've looked up what other people recommend but it's just... not working. "

He nodded and looked down at the floor for a moment, as if considering something.

Then he looked at you. His eyes crinkled as he smiled, making you give a short smile back out of reassurance. It almost looked like he was holding back a lot of words.

A few moments passed and König finally spoke up, his tone sounding surprisingly soft and sweet. " Would you like... help? To feel little? "

" Please, " you asked in a soft, but clearly desperate, tone while your hands gripped at the sheets pooled in your lap.

He smiled a little wider and scooted to sit closer to you. His voice had become so soft and gentle and he didn't know where it was coming from.

He reached out a hand and gently touched your head. " You are safe... " he said while keeping his hand on your head.

" You did a good job on the mission, " König continued. " And I am here to take care of you. You don't need to be tough right now. "

He reached his arms out to you after a few moments. The action was simply asking for a hug, you knew that very well. You blinked a few times as you looked at his arms. You were surprised, but not sure as to why.

" Come here, " König said, his tone remaining strangely soft and sweet.

His heart was racing, but if he couldn't help you regress for your own sake, he would help you feel little by other means; as a caregiver. You paused for a few seconds. After giving yourself a moment to process, you gave a short nor before shuffling yourself closer to him. You flopped right into his arms wordlessly.

König's face lit up at the gesture. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. It seemed like you were his little boy, now. He cradled you in his arms and played with your hair.

" Now listen to me, " he said softly in a more paternal tone. " You are in my care now... " his voice wasn't as flat or as cold as before. You could swear you heard his heart beating.

" I will help you be little. Okay? "

You curled up into König's arms and nuzzled into his chest. You liked being held, it was soothing. You let out a small breath while you allowed yourself to relax.

" Kay, " you mumbled quietly as you cuddled into him.

For a long moment he just held you. He felt very proud to be holding you. It felt like you trusted him more than he, honestly, had expected you to.

" I am going to hold you for as long as you need to feel safe, " he murmured softly.

" There is no rush. Just, um, tell me what you need. Okay, little one? "

" I'm okay, " you mumbled. Then you shifted in König's arms.

You reached out and grabbed the stuffie you had been playing with when König had walked into the room. You pulled it close and hugged it, leaning into his chest more as you settled back down. His body felt warm when you rested your head on his chest. His hands remained gently wrapped around you.

" I don't know what I need or want right now, " you admitted quietly.

He hugged you even tighter and gently kissed the top of your head.

" As I said, " he muttered, " Relax. Try not to think too much, hm? "

König brushed against your hair with one hand, while his other held you close and rubbed against your back. It was quite a calming motion as it repeated over and over.

" Take your time, little one. "

You fell quiet, unsure what to do. You felt nice being there. Unfortunately, it wasn't really working though. After a few minutes you shifted, squirming in your spot. You were starting to get uncomfortable being there. Only because you disliked staying still for too long. It was a bit heartbreaking to watch you become uncomfortable. You were so used to regressing when you wanted; it felt like you were so close to regressing.

" Little one seems restless... " he muttered playfully with the same soft voice he had been speaking with this whole time. König kept on brushing against your hair, still holding you close and his hands resting against your back.

He pulled you onto his lap to sit with your back against his chest while he started to rock back and forth. The moment surprised you and made you look at him with a confused expression until he had quit moving you. The movements were gentle, but steady as he held you close. He hummed a little, trying to think of other ways to calm you. You were still fidgeting and he could tell you weren't comfortable.

As soon as he had started rocking, your brain seemed to melt. It was such a comforting motion. You slowly sank into him while hugging the stuffie to your chest. You took in deep breaths for a few seconds to sooth your mind. For a moment, you felt the familiar fuzzy feeling you got from regressing. Unfortunately it faded after a few moments.

" Can we do somethin? " you asked quietly while speaking slower than usual.

" I... I don't really know, " you answered. You've always been so indecisive. You couldn't help it. You chewed the inside of your cheek, feeling guilty for wanting to do something but being unable to pick what exactly to do.

" Hmm, " he said as he kept rocking you, thinking to himself. It seemed like there was one thing on his mind. " What if I gave you... a pacifier? " he offered hesitantly.

You were surprised by the offer. You shifted to look up at him, blinking a few times before looking away. Your mind felt fuzzy, scrambled even. Slowly, you nodded in agreement to the offer.

" Maybe that would help you relax? " König asked you, hoping he wouldn't ruin the mood. His eyes looked back at you, studying your reaction to what he suggested.

" Wouldn't hurt to try, " you mumbled. " I keep them in my nightstand, " you told him as you nodded over to said nightstand. However, you don't move from your spot. You were way too comfy to move now. He looked at the nightstand curiously, but didn't ask for you to move.

" I'll just... get it for you. "

He got out of his chair and made his way to the nightstand. You squeaked as you were picked up, but didn't hold any complaints. At least not yet. You watched him take out a pacifier from the bottom drawer of the nightstand. He placed it into your mouth. As he did you opened your mouth with the paci could be placed, then slumped against König. The colonel sat back down on the bed and resumed rocking, his other hand gently caressing your hair. You chewed on it, finally feeling like you were feeling smaller. Your fingers gently held onto König, even after he sat back onto the bed with you in his lap.

" How about this? Do you like that better? " he asked, his tone sounding rather sweet.

" Mm, " you mumbled in reply to yet another question.

" I am guessing that was a yes, " he smirked and looked back at the pacifier in your mouth. The sight was quite cute.

König ently caressed your hair and tilted his head to the side. With each movement he made, he rocked back and forth; continuing the slow rocking motion.

" So, little one, what now? " he asked you after a moment of silence.

You didn't entirely reply, not at first. You kept slumped into the largers chest while you thought about it. Though soon, you had an idea. You carefully crawled out of König's lap and onto the rest of the bed. He was a bit surprised when you crawled out of his lap, but he didn't force you back or anything. His hands moved to rest in his lap instead while he watched you. You grabbed a few more stuffies you usually kept on the bed before offering one to König, silently urging him to take one.

König looked at the stuffed animal you offered him. He took it and placed it on his lap as he looked at the others. The moment he had taken it, you giggled and squirmed a bit in your spot to express how happy you were. Thats sort of when you realized you were finally starting to fall into little space. König tilted his head to the side in thought, a soft smile crossing his face as he thought through something.

" What if... What if I read a bedtime story? " he asked, his tone slightly curious.

He looked at you with a rather soft look in his eye. It seemed like the idea of reading you a bedtime story sounded sweet to him.

You frowned and looked to the small window in your room. You knew it was late, which was normal given your shift ended so late. However you didn't want to go to bed yet. You hugged your favorite stuffie to your chest before looking to König with a pout. It was definitely time for bed, you knew that, however you didn't want to go so easily. You wanted to play!

" Nuh uh, " you huffed at him, almost dropping the paci out of your mouth.

" I know you want to play, " he chuckled softly, putting a gentle hand to your cheek, " but it's quite late... You need some sleep. "

" Come on, " he said in a slightly teasing tone. " You don't want your captain to get mad at you for not sleeping at night, do you? "

You whined at König's attempt to get you into bed. You didn't really care what others thought about your sleeping schedule honestly.

Suddenly, you got up from the bed and fully ran off. Giggles escaped you as you ran off down the hallway. Thankfully the base was pretty quiet right now, most people were trying to get what little sleep they could. You definitely are regressed now though. You felt little, but not extremely young. Your headspace was probably about five or six years old.

König was a bit taken aback for a moment, but he chuckled at your reaction. He got out of the bed himself and ran after you as you ran down the hall. He chuckled as he caught up to you at a full sprint. He had you in his arms a moment later, a big grin on his face.

You whined and squirmed in his grasp. It's unfair, he's so much bigger and could catch up so quick. They had made it to the rec room, surprisingly. It was a beat up space, but no one was in it besides Horangi who had fallen asleep on the couch.

" Little one, why do you run from me? " König sounded like he wanted to play with you. He wasn't going to put you down until you told him to.

Instead of replying, you managed to slip from König's grip. He chuckled at you as you wriggled out of his grasp. He was determined to get you back to your room, though. It was rather late and he wanted you to just rest and relax. You took off again, running around the hallways while giggling before returning to the rec room.

Quickly, you looked around. Then you found a spot to hide. You hid yourself behind the couch, squishing between the couch and the wall behind the couch. You covered your mouth to keep from being too loud. You barely could contain your giggles though. There was no way he'd find you.

König had followed you into the rec room. He spotted Horangi sleeping on the couch, but decided against disturbing him. He did his best to keep quiet so he wouldn't wake him.

" Man, where did Y/N go, " he commented, quietly but loud enough you could hear. He sighed to himself in defeat before sitting on the couch. " This is hard.. " he pouted.

" I can't find you! I give up, " he admitted defeat vocally before leaning back into the backing of the couch.

Of course, you were smart enough not to fall for it. You quietly squirmed in your spot out of excitement while listening to him struggle to find you. You pressed your favorite stuffie close, burying your face into them to keep from giggling too loudly. A few minutes passed and König looked at the couch and smiled. He was sure he knew where you were.

" Little one, please, stop hiding from me. You need to go to bed. "

Suddenly, you heard the couch squeak. Then you heard König's footsteps. You looked up to see the colonel peeking over the edge right into the gap. You squeaked, only to burst into giggles over him having found your hiding spot. He only sighed tiredly in reply. Though König could admit he was having a lot of fun with you.

However, you didn't come out just yet. You knew König could not fit, being way to big. You were just out of arms reach for the colonel anyways. But that didn't mean he couldn't wait you out, did it? You didn't move from your spot, giggling out of victory of getting to stay up and play.

König chuckled and moved up onto the couch. He sat on the edge of it and waited for you to come out of hiding. His look was stern and serious, but he wasn't going to let you stay up and play with him. He would catch you when you came out. This was going to be an amusing little game for him.

So that's what happened. You both played with waiting game. Your giggles did eventually quiet. You played, cuddled, and hugged the stuffie you had with you. König was a lot more patient than most. He was quite stubborn himself too, being able to wait out that game as long as you could. You refused to move from the spot even after an hour had passed.

By the second hour of hiding away from the large man, hyour eyes were feeling heavy. You didn't really realize how tired you actually were fter working all day. You rubbed at your eyes as a yawn escaped you. You didn't want to stop playing though, it was unfair.

He looked at you when spotting the movement, catching that your eyes were getting rather heavy. It looked like you were getting a lot more tired, which was expected since it was quite late...

" Little one... " König said as he watched you. " I think it is time for you to go to sleep. Your eyes seem very tired. "

You whined at this fact, denying it of course. It wasn't too surprising that you had denied it. Even if you denied it, that didn't change the truth. Your eyes were looking pretty tired and it was late.

With a split second decision, you tugged yourself into a more comfortable position. Then you darted out from behind the couch and tried to run off again. König chuckled as you tried to escape. He grabbed at you and got hold of you quickly. He held on tight, but not so much so that it hurt you.

" Little one, I believe it is time for you to go to bed. " he spoke with a stern tone, but a gentle one as to not upset you.

You squirmed in his grasp, trying to escape. You shoved him and even kicked him. You didn't want to go to bed, even if you were tired. You whined until you fully threw your poor stuffie at König in hopes of distracting him enough to get him to loosen his grip enough for you to get away. König was a little surprised, but didn't seem to bothered by your kicking and shoving. He only held onto you tighter. However, your stuffie being thrown at him did distract him enough to loosen his grip on you. Unfortunately, he tightened it again quickly enough that you couldn't escape.

" Nuh uh! " you yelled after removing the paci from your mouth. Your tone was childish, showing you were very much regressed now.

He chuckled at you, " Little one, it seems I will be putting you to bed after all. "

König stood back up and grabbed you around your waist to lift you up while still being able to hold onto you. As he did so, you squirmed and kicked him, still hitting him too. You didn't want to go to bed, but it was becoming increasingly more clear that you were upset over more than just being put to bed. It wasn't the bedtime that was upsetting you.

" And remember, it isn't because I am mad at you, " he reminded, reassured even. The last thing König wanted was you to feel he was upset with you in such a way.

As they reached the bedroom, you began to cry. Your actions became rougher, more desperate to escape, to where you likely did give König a few bruises without meaning to.

König's expression softened a bit when you began to cry. It didn't make him feel sad, necessarily, but he did feel a little concern for you. He was a softie sometimes. Then, you began to become rough... And his concern changed into anxiety. He didn't expect you to try and hurt him, but... It's not like you were doing it on purpose. Maybe... You were being a little rough with him because you feel upset or uncomfortable?

" Shhh, hush little one, " König murmured as he kept a careful hold of you as you hit him to try and escape. He did his best not to react.

He walked over to your bed and placed you on your bed. As you were placed down you kicked at him more, but he still kept trying to be gentle in hopes it would calm you down.

" I know you are upset, " he said, brushing a hand through your hair. " But if you don't get some rest, you will be in time out. "

He seemed sad to say this, but he seemed to be the only choice. " Please, if you would rather not have a time out, you need to go to sleep. "

Though the threat hung there, you didn't really believe him. You didn't want to go to sleep, but was clearly more anxious then you were genuinely upset over the idea of bedtime. Your sobs hiccupped out of you aggressive from how hard you were crying.

" No! " you shouted at König as you tried to kick him away again. At least this time he wasn't surprised that you hit him.

" Little one... " he sounded more stern, " If you keep acting like this, I will not hesitate to give you a time out. "

He seemed a lot more serious, not wanting to deal with your behavior right now. If you gave in and decided to sleep, he would keep you into bed. However, if you didn't listen, a time out in a spare room would be the other option until you cooled down.

Of course, you chose not to listen. Some words wouldn't affect you in this moment. You were far too anxious and upset at the thought of having to go to sleep.

" Alright, little one, you have had too many chances. "

He gently picked you up and carried you to his room. Of course, you didn't make it easy. You practically woke up the whole base from how loud you were being. You kept trying to get our of his grip, but he kept firm so you wouldn't hurt yourself. König didn't care that you were hurting him in your moment of being upset, but he was concerned over you hurting yourself.

He set you down on his bed once to his room. He then went to fetch a chair from his desk to use. This time it was being used for you, someone who refused to sleep for a reason he genuinely couldn't figure out.

As he placed the chair next to the bed, he sighed heavily, " I don't want to do this, but I have to. "

He sat you in the chair and looked at you sternly, " You need to stay here for the next... 20 minutes. "

Your tantrum stopped abruptly as you were placed in the chair. You stayed still, even stopped crying. Unfortunately for König this didn't last long. Once your little mind processed what was happening again, you began to cry while escaping the chair. You tried to make a run for the door to leave the room as soon as you were off the chair and on your feet. König didn't expect you to make a run for it... However, as soon as your feet hit the ground, he was already on them.

He picked you up into his arms and placed you back in the chair, " Now now, time spent running is time added onto your time in the chair. "

He picked up the stuffie you dropped and took it over to the chair. He placed the stuffie on your lap while he went to go get the timer. Walking away was a bad move though. As soon as he has turned his back, you were off the chair and making a run for it. Though you had left behind your favorite stuffie. König quickly turned back around and saw you almost at the door. He immediately dropped what he was holding and ran after you.

" Come back here! " his voice was a bit stern now, but it still was mostly soft and gentle.

He caught up to you quickly in only a matter of seconds. He then picked you up into his arms, and placed you back in the chair. You let out a scream as you were picked up again. You cried loudly while trying to escape König's grasp, obviously failing and being placed back into the chair again.

He got a stern look and sighed, " It seems like this will be a longer session. "

You sat there bawling for a good two minutes before calming down a little. Then? You tried to escape again. You hopped off the chair and tried to run to the bedroom door. König got sick of this rather quick.

" Alright, this is the final straw. "

He placed you back down in the chair, grabbed the timer and started the timer.

" You will now be in the chair for 20 minutes. " he said, his tone now being a bit more stern and serious.

Once the timer was set, he sat on the bed and looked at you. He still looked a little guilty, but he was quite firm now.

This time, you actually stayed. You cried while your body trembled softly. You were panicking, but more at the thought of having to go to sleep. You wasn't throwing a fit because you had to go to bed, rather that you had to sleep. You're scared, really. Your regressed mind only knew how to express that by throwing a fit like this.

The timeout was well warranted, as much as you hated it.

You finally stayed sitting while squeezing your favorite stuffie to your chest. Having it helped you feel safer, also reminded you that König wasn't trying to upset you or hurt you in any wah. By 15 minutes your crying had calmed down to soft sniffles. By 20 minutes you finally had stopped crying all together. You were calmer and felt a bit better. Though you felt heavily guilty. Seeing you calm down made König a bit happier.

Slowly he moved over to you. He kneeled down in front of you, making you feel smaller than you were before. You felt about two or three now, having regressed younger due to creating so much stress on yourself.

" Do you know why you were put in timeout? " he asked as he gently placed his hands onto the chairs arm rests, more to balance himself so he didn't topple over.

" 'm no wan to go to bed an ran, " you slurred your words due to your young headspace, but König clearly didn't mind. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling at hoe cute it was.

(I didn't want to go to bed and ran)

" Yes you did. I put you here in hopes it would help calm you down, " he explained in reply. You gave a small nod, understanding where he was coming from.

" 'm sorry, " you mumbled out as you slightly his behind your stuffie. You felt the need to cry again.

" Oh Schatz, " he whispered with concern in his eyes. " Come here, " he spoke a bit louder as he raised his arms out towards you.

Gently, you set your stuffie aside and quickly hugged König. You felt guilty for hurting him, even if it was out of fear. Even if he did forgive you. You hugged him tightly while your sniffles became harsher. You were already crying again.

" It's alright, " he reassured softly as he embraced you. He gently rubbed your upper back with one of his hands. " I'm not upset with you, I promise, " he added.

After a few moments, he pulled away. He stood up and helped you out of the chair. You two stood together, you holding onto a few of his fingerd while your free hand held your stuffie. König held this loving expression in his eyes as he looked down at you.

" That was quite a tantrum you threw, little one. Why did you hate going to bed so much? " he finally asked you.

König seemed to have forgotten his concerns over you being regressed. He is just more concerned over why you were so adamant to stay up. He didn't seem bothered by the fact that you regressed, honestly.

" Scary, " you replied so quietly he almost missed it. He watched as you used your free arm to hug the stuffie to your chest. Gently, he squeezed your fingers that held onto his in a way of reassurance.

" Oh, little one..." He whispered to you, now concerned. He tilted his head to the side as he spoke to you softly.

" What is so scary for you? Why are you so afraid of having to go to sleep? "

König wanted to help you so badly right now.

" Bad dreams, " you mumbled as you leaned in towards him. He gently reached out his spare arm to wrap around you as you rested against him. Your head rested against his stomach as his hand rubbed the back of your head in a soothing motion.

" Bad dreams? " he asked quietly before sighing deeply.

He was rather concerned by this, especially thinking of a little one like you having a nightmare. König was torn between getting you ready for bed and staying awake so you could feel safe and calm.

" If you don't sleep now, those dreams will only get worse. Your body needs to rest and the best way to do that is a good nights sleep, my little one. "

You nodded, understanding once more where he was coming from. Besides, at this point, you were so exhausted you could barely stand straight. You had been crying so much you fully cried yourself into pure exhaustion. You wanted to go to bed now, even though it is scary.

" Mkay, " you mumbled before reaching a hand up and rubbing your eyes.

He smiled gently as you finally seemed to understand why you needed to go to bed. He was glad that you did.

" Good. " he sighed softly, " Would you like help in getting ready for bed? "

König was ready to make sure you were comfortable and safe going to bed. As your care taker, it was his responsibility to make sure you were safe and taken care of in times of need. Honestly though you didn't think you could stay awake long enough to get ready for bed. You just wanted to go to bed now. Gently, you reached your arms out to König to be picked up. One of your hands still held onto your favorite stuffie still. You let out a small whine to emphasize wanting to be picked up.

König crouched down and gently picked you up and stood up again, holding you close with one arm. You slumped into König after being picked up. You hugged your stuffie while your free hand held onto his clothing. Even your head is rested against him. You looked like he was going to fall asleep in his arms at any moment.

You were so tired now...

" Alright, little one, " he smiled.

He held you up with his right arm and walked over to your bedroom with you. " Now, I need you to get into your pajamas. After that, you can get into bed and I will tuck you in. "

You got the impression that he would wait with you until you were asleep if that is what you wanted during your rest. You whined at having to change clothes first. You just wanted to go to bed. However, you remained good this time and patient.

" Okay, " you pouted.

He was surprised by how tired you seemed and wondered if it was a good idea to try and get you to change. However, you seemed to be waiting for him to have you change right now.

" Alright, little one, " he spoke gently, " I can put you to bed first if you want. "

He didn't want to push you too hard. You already seemed tired enough as it was. If all you wanted to do right now was to go to sleep he would try not to push you too hard to try and change first.

" Is oki, " you shook your head.

As much as you just wanted to go to bed, you knew it would be better for you to change first. You'd be way more comfy that way anyways. Besides, König is in charge not you. He went into your bedroom and placed you on the edge of the bed. He looked at you for a moment. You rubbed at your eyes, yawning as you kept yourself awake. You looked so peaceful right now.

" Now, what pajamas do you want to wear? "

He seemed determined to ensure you get a good nights rest, so that meant dressing you to go to bed.

" Umm, " you trailed off for a moment to think. You yawned again before finishing your thoughts. " 'm want the purple ones! " you giggled sleepily with a smile.

" Purple it is, " he laughed softly.

König took put your purple pajamas and placed them on the bed next to you. You watched as the pj's were placed on the bed next to you. He then turned around and opened up the top drawer of your dresser. Once it was opened, he turned back around and looked at you.

" Will you be okay changing into your pajamas, or will you need my help? "

If you were too tired to change yourself, he was alright with helping you. He was more concerned about making sure you were comfortable right now. You thought about the offer before nodding.

" Yea, needs help pease, " you asked nicely.

You felt too little to dress yourself right now, on top of being as tired as you are now. You rubbed at your eyes again before setting your stuffie aside.

" Can do, " he agreed with a hum. He gently shut your dresser completely before moving over to you.

Once you nodded, he gently started to remove your clothes so that you could get into your purple pajamas. Thankfully it didn't take too long, especially with you helping him. Once you were changed, he helped you put your stuffie back up in your bed before he tucked you in.

You couldn't stop yawning, especially after laying down. You snuggled up into the covers and hugged your stuffie close. Your eyes blinked closed a few times before you whined and rubbed at them.

" Won leave? " you asked, feeling anxious all over again. You didn't want König to leave while you were asleep. You're scared to be alone.

" No, I will not leave you while you are asleep, little one. "

König had already been quite firm about how he wants to stay until you are asleep, so he just smiles and pats your head.

" I will stay with you until you fall asleep. "

By now his tone is a bit more stern, as he is quite tired himself. He seemed a bit concerned and exhausted by all of this as he sat down on the side of the bed next to you.

" an after? " you whimpered softly as you squeezed your stuffie.

" I will stay by you until you fall asleep. After that... " he sighs, " I will go to my room, alright? I'm rather tired myself. "

König was clearly quite exhausted as he sat here with you.

" I'll see you in the morning, little one. "

" bu-" you whined, but cut yourself off. Your eyes pooled with tears as you shifted anxiously in the bed. " 'm scared, " you whimpered.

He sighed, " Do you want me to stay? Is that it? "

He was being patient and was more than fine with staying a bit longer if you wanted or needed him here with you.

" I can stay if you want me to, little one. "

You nodded quickly, doing it so hard it made your head hurt for a moment. You wanted König to stay so badly. You didn't mind sharing a bed with him, as long as you didn't have to be alone.

" Alright, little one, " he said softly.

König scooted himself a bit closer to you, so he could lay down and be comfy. He then put his arm over your chest, as if he was just wanting to cuddle with you. Without even hesitating for a second, you shuffled closer to him and curled into his chest. Though your arms kept around your favorite stuffie, you happily cuddled into the larger man.

" I will stay as long as you need me to. "

You calmed down quickly, settling back down and feeling super sleepy again. His words made you feel safe, so much so you couldn't even put it into words. You yawned before rubbing at your puffy eyes.

" Good little one... " König spoke gently as he rubbed your back and the hair of your head.

" Sleep now. Let yourself relax. "

As a caretaker it was his duty to make sure you were safe and comfortable. In this moment, he just wanted to make sure that you were calm. He didn't mind you staying close to be during your rest. Though he didn't say anything, he was rather happy that you felt comfortable enough with him to lay on him.

He smiled and relaxed as he waited patiently for you to fall asleep. Which didn't take long. It was barely a few minutes of head rubs from him before you completely passed out against him.

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